J Watson: The virgin_s naughty lessons

"I'm not a piece of ass," she said.

"The hell you're not," Kevin said. "That's all you are while you're in this house. Just a cunt to be fucked!"

Susan wanted to run out of the room. But she couldn't return without bringing Mike something to eat. She didn't want to make him angry. She tried sot to think about the way Kevin was watching her as she walked to the refrigerator.

"You've got a nice ass," Kevin said. "I like a girl with a nice ass. I didn't like the last redhead Mike brought back. She could fuck, but her ass was too fucking fat!"

Kevin stretched out his legs in front of him. He liked the way the pretty blonde was blushing. He wondered how Mike had managed to tame this one. Mike had a way with even the most beautiful women, but this blonde was special. She was the kind a man wanted to fuck to death.

"Stop what you're doing," Kevin said. "I want you to come over here."

"I can't," she said.

"Come over here, bitch!" Kevin commanded.

He could tell she was confused and scared. This was more than she'd bargained for. Kevin didn't give a damn. He liked them scared. A woman really tried to please a man when she was scared. A scared woman could fuck a man to death.

She came toward him slowly. She wasn't sure how she should behave. She trembled as he reached up and caressed one of her pretty, soft tits. Her nipple became hard. He was going to enjoy putting it in his mouth.

"Did you like having Mike's big cock in your pussy?"

"Please don't talk to me that way," she begged him. "It makes me feel dirty."

"You are dirty, bitch," he said. "You're a dirty cunt with a hot hole. Isn't your hole hot, pussy? Don't you like to fuck?"

She didn't answer him. He ran his fingers up to her throat. Slowly his fingers gripped her. He heard her gasp for breath. A scared look came to her eyes.

"That's right," Kevin said. "You just stay scared of me. You stay scared and do what I say!"

Kevin pulled her down onto his lap. Susan didn't have the will to resist him. She felt his hands moving up to one of her lust-swollen tits. His fingers burned her as she went to work massaging her aching nipple. She started moving her ass against his half-hard cock. She couldn't help herself.

"You've got nice tits, baby," Kevin said. "I want to taste one of them."

He pushed her back slightly. He lowered his head to one of her pink nipples. He took the aching bud into his mouth. He knew how to make a woman cry with pleasure when he started working on her tits. Susan was no exception.

She felt his mouth open as he took more of her hot flesh into his mouth. She didn't want to behave so wickedly. She wanted to get away from him. She couldn't understand how she could let two men maul her this way.

But she couldn't move away from him. There was already a pleasing wetness between her legs. She began to rub her ass a little harder against his lap. His cock was almost totally hard. She could feel the bloated prick between the cheeks of her ass. She could feel the heat through his trousers and her thin panties.

"Oh God," she moaned. "Oh God, I can't help feeling this way. It makes me hot!"

She heard footsteps. She turned her head. Mike was standing in the doorway. He didn't look angry. She expected him to say something, but instead he walked to the refrigerator and took out a beer. He popped the top and sat down at the table.

"I wondered what had happened to the food," he said.

"I didn't know what to do," Susan said. "Just do what you're doing," Mike said. "I like to watch!"

Kevin kissed her throat. His rough hands kept mauling her firm tits. She could hardly stand it.

He leaned over and brushed her lips lightly against his. He put his hands on her head and pulled her hard against him. His tongue thrust deeply into her mouth. She touched her tongue against his and that seemed to make him go crazy.

"You little cunt," he moaned. His big hands slipped down her back and into her panties. She felt his fingers parting her asscheeks and exploring the crevice between them. He was making her pussy hotter than hell. She was ready for his cock. He pushed her gently off his lap.

"Sit on the table, baby," he said.

"What do you want me to do?" she asked.

"I want you to show me your pussy," he said.

She quickly slipped her flimsy panties down her legs. It seemed like she was taking her panties off a lot that evening. She dropped them on the floor and turned to look at him again, he motioned her up onto the table. She blushed as she realized that he really did want to look at her cunt. She climbed upon the table.

"Spread your legs," he said. "Do it, Goddamn it!"

She felt really lewd as she spread her creamy thighs. She knew she was really giving him a view. He was looking right up her pink, quivering cunt. Her body trembled but she didn't try to hide anything.

"Yeah," he said. "You've got a beautiful pussy. I'm going to enjoy fucking your cunt!"

He licked his finger and worked it into her cunt. She didn't know what was the matter with her. Just his touch seemed to make her crazy. She hunched down on his thrusting finger and she could feel her pussy juices soaking him.

"Does that feel good, bitch?" Kevin asked.

"Oh yessss," she moaned.

He worked another of his fingers into her cunt. She was squirming with pleasure. She couldn't seem to get his fingers deep enough. She felt his free hand moving to her tits again. His hard fingers caressed her flesh and made her juicier.

"I need that," she moaned. "I need your bit dick!"

She reached between his legs. Her fingers traced the outline of his hard dick. A few hours ago she wouldn't have dreamed of touching a man's cock. Now she couldn't seem to get enough of feeling his prick.

"Jesus," Kevin moaned. "We really got hold of a hot box this time!"

He kept working his fingers in her cunt. She moaned when she felt one of his fingers brushing her hard clitty. She frantically worked with the zipper of his trousers. She wanted to feel his cock in her fingers. She got the zipper down end she slipped her hand inside. He wasn't wearing shorts. She touched his hot prick and felt him jerk with excitement.

Slowly she worked her fingers around his swollen pole and lifted it out of his trousers. She tightened her grip around his slimy prick and moved her hand up and down. It was only the second cock she'd touched but she somehow knew how to make him feel good. She worked her fingers up around the sensitive crown and he couldn't stand it any longer. She felt him jerk away.

"No, please," she moaned. "Let me hold it. I want to hold it!"

"You're going to hold it, bitch," Kevin said. "I'm going to let you hold it in your twat!"

"Oh yessss," she moaned.

"Now turn around," he commanded.

She didn't understand what he wanted until he grabbed her by her hair and made her turn around. He made her bend across the kitchen table so that her full tits pressed flat against the tablecloth. Mike moved his chair around so that he could watch her face. She felt Kevin moving behind her.

"I'm going to fuck you like a dog," Kevin said. "Just like a bitch in heat! I'm going to give it to you from behind."

She was so excited that she didn't care. She felt his cockhead pressing her wet slit. He didn't push inside her. Instead he held his cock and rubbed the thick cockhead in her pussy groove. She tried to turn around but he pressed her flat again.

"I need it," she moaned.

"I know you do, bitch," he said. "But I'm not ready yet. Just stay where you are. I'll give it to you."

"I'm ready," she begged him. "I'm so ready!" He laughed as he slammed his prick into her all the way to his hot balls. She hadn't expected it at that moment. She screamed in pleasure and pain.

She could see Mike laughing at the astonished look on her face. He reached across the table and pressed the beer can to her lips. She took a sip of the chuffed brew.